BTS's little crazy gift

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   Hi Im Yoora Kim, let me tell you of my story and how I became known as BTS's little sister. It all started when I was thirteen, I lived unhappily with my family, I would wish for day and night, to be in a new family.

The breeze gently whispered against the window. I was going home as usual, my mother smiled and sweetly but not like a mother should, no. It was too sweet, a sweetness that churns my insides with the thought. "sweetie we have guests today dress up and come to the living room, okay?" I sighed "yes, mother." How unlike her, she would usually disregard my existence and only talked to me when it was absolutely necessary. How important are these guests to the point the sorry excuse of my mother talked to me. The evening came rather quickly I look out the window in my room looking at the beautiful shades of blues, purples, pinks,and oranges, as they creep upon the sky. Suddenly I hear the door open, from where I was seated the door wasn't in full view but near the door stood my father who stood tensely and my mother, despite always looking menacing, looked afraid. The door creaked as if any moment now a monster would come from the doors. The shadow of seven men streamed through the door as they came in, my parents leading the way. They stared at me with not putty nor hatred like the eyes I've known but with a new type of emotion that fills me with warmth. Something I've never seen in my parents eyes yet something I would only dream of as a child. As if they shared a secret conversation my father who's beard oddly twitched Wales into the room closest to him pulling out a medium sized black luggage. "Take her and hand over the money." The monotones voice sliced the silence in the room, the icy tone made the warm I felt disappear entirely. It took only a moment for the gears in my head to turn, the moment of realization shaking me to the core. The people I called parents had just sold me off to seven strange men. Although any other kid would react to finding out they're being sold I didn't I had but only one though in my head 'survive'. The uncomfortable atmosphere was so thick it felt as if I would suffocate soon, one of the tall men on the room extended their hand towards me as if saying "let's go". Hesitantly I took their hand as they lead me out of the building I once called home. I could only look at the man with curiosity, he caught my glance and smiled. Somehow he reminded me of a bunny, I found myself in the lobby the other men had soon met up there holding the luggage which assumed had my belongings. Taking a final glance at the building behind me I wakes towards the black car that would soon take me to my future home.

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